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Kay, a Wirehaired Pointing Griffon with an impressive silver mane, looks as though she was born to romp around in the snow. It took some time and special care for Kay to get to where she is now, but thanks to her adopters, Robert and Nancy Leete, Kay regularly gets to do just that.

When Kay arrived at the ASPCA Adoption Center in 2012, she suffered from heartworm. She reacted poorly to her initial treatment and became very sick after her first round of shots. It took a while, but eventually, Kay recovered and soon after, she joined the Leete family in Massachusetts.

"We fell in love with Kay the moment we saw her picture and read her bio," Nancy says. "Our decision to adopt Kay just felt right and we couldn't get to Manhattan quick enough."

Kay’s pet parents decided to move to a 12-acre homestead in Vermont. With plenty of fresh air and more than enough room to play, Kay is thriving there with her dog brother, Gus. Before this winter’s snow arrived, Kay and Gus took long walks through the woods, exploring their new territory. Robert tells us that Kay shows her enthusiasm for nature by bouncing and prancing along the path during their frequent hikes. Kay and Gus also dearly enjoy paying visits to their dog neighbor, a golden retriever named Spencer.

While Kay wasn’t too thrilled with the first Vermont snowstorm, she has learned to enjoy being outside in the fresh air and sunshine, even with snow on the ground. She never tires of getting love pats, eating yummy treats after playing outside, and going for walks with her family. We can’t imagine a better place for Kay to call home.

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Kay is so glorious! I look at her face and fall in love with her.
Thank you to Robert and Nancy Leete for their goodness and kindness.
I am overjoyed for their Kay and their life together in peace, care, and love.

I adopted an abused dog from Petfinders who face was almost exactly like the picture. Her breed was unknown, but she looked like a softerer, slighter smaller wire-haired pointing Griffon. When people asked me waht she was I would say, "She is a very rare breed. One of a kind." When I got her Mattie was afraid of almost everything, including men. She ducked if you moved too fast. With must TLC and training, Matti overcame most of her fears, got her CGC and became my therapy dog at work. I am now retired, but I am a clinical Social Worker and counseled veterans with PTSD. She would go to work with me and sleep in the corner of the office until she sensed she was needed. If someone strated crying, she quietly got up and put her head in their lap. She did the same if someone began to have a panic attack. She sensed it before it was obvious.
She was loved by everyone who ever met her. At home she gently trained any new animal who entered the household. She trained them to ride elevators, not to fear loud noises like trains, to go through automatic doors confidently, who got to sleep by my head at night, and so forth. She lived to be 15 years old and is still sorely missed.